Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Albania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Angry Samoans to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
Visage,
Roxette,
Amon Düül II,
Ornette Coleman,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
Public Enemy,
Alphaville,
The Five Americans,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Bourne,
Joensuu 1685,
Adolescents,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
A Certain Ratio,
Sister Nancy,
Godley & Creme,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Au Pairs,
Ronnie Foster,
Glenn Branca,
Zero Boys,
OOIOO,
Bush Tetras,
Wolf Eyes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Howard Jones,
The Angels of Light,
The Offenders,
The Gap Band,
Yellowson,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
Iggy Pop,
Dark Day,
Tubeway Army,
Todd Terry,
Qualms,
Massinfluence,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
China Crisis,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Stooges,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
Country Joe & The Fish,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ituana,
Pierre Henry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.